One day, a man decided to visit a church. He arrived early, parked his car and got out. Another car pulled up alongside him and the driver stepped out, yelling, "I always park there! You took my place!"

The visitor went inside for Sunday School, found an empty seat and sat down. A young lady from the church approached him. "That's my seat!” she exclaimed. “You took my place!" Somewhat distressed by the rude welcome, the visitor said nothing.

The visitor then went into the sanctuary and sat down. Another member walked up to him. "That's where I always sit! You took my place!" Even more troubled, the visitor still said nothing.

Later, as the congregation prayed for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor stood up. His appearance began to transform. Horrible scars appeared on his hands and on his sandaled feet. Someone from the congregation noticed him and called out, "What happened to you?"

The visitor replied, as his hat became a crown of thorns, and a tear fell from his eye, "I took your place."

When you've read this, simply say a prayer. Maybe, just maybe, we can get the world to start thinking of who took our place.
[adapted from various sources]